After the Hummus Place, we went to go see some CMJ shows. We saw Saint Seneca from Ohio, one of my faves, also Hop Along, from Philly. Girl singers rule the world. We landed at the Topshelf Showcase. My friend Kevin runs the Topshelf Label and we're so proud of him and all his success! It was great seeing him. The show was in Greenpoint at Saint Vitus, a large venue with vegan fare, also much satanic fare... Regardless, the show was great and ended with Braid! Braid is the best. I rocked out so hard, guys. So hard.



Aaaand Sliced! What kind of night is it if it doesn't end with getting sliced @ Vinnies???

Alex got the chickn and waffles. He gets it every time. This doesn't help me in my mission to try everything. However, these chickn and waffles are pretty great.

 My friend's record company is called Topshelf Records, and for their 1st anniversary party I made them a cake many years ago, and I feel like my cake-making skills have gotten way better since then, so I made another cake in honor of all their recent success. And my birthday, of course.




We went to the Met! I can't believe we hadn't been for years. We went a few years ago, and some guy used this funny pick-up line on me, which began with "Excuse me, are you German?" I quickly diffused the conversation and moved on to another area, then the museum closed, and I couldn't find my friend who I had come with. I eventually spotted her getting cornered by the same guy and so I sort of just pulled her away. She said, "It was the weirdest thing. He asked me if I was German."



Just run to this restaurant. Right now. Sprint, if you must. Or jog. You'll understand once you get there.


This is me, looking one year older than last, terribly distracted from my mid twenties by a bounty of beautiful vegan sushi pieces. And lemonade. Minty, cucumbery lemonade. Spa-like and zen-inducing.


For dinner, we went home and made New England Glam Chowder from the PPK blog. You have GOT to try this recipe, y'all. It is the real deal. No joke. It smells nice and oceanic. Oceanic, like the sea, from the nori, not the airline that fatefully crashed onto the hidden island in LOST. If I did crash on Oceanic flight 815, though, I would def try to eat some of this chowder. It would kill all the bad vibes from the Others, the smoke monster, and all other sorts of enemies with guns or bombs. Tranquility in chowder.

All cupcakes were eaten! They were well-received by the allergic crowd and I was super happy with them. Someone actually stole the groom cupcake! I asked him at the end of the night if he ate his cupcake and he said no, someone had taken it already! The nerve!


Oh yeah, and we had fun too. I danced so hard. I was sore for days. Worth it. <333